Sanctuary [Poetry]

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There's this emptiness that doesn't go away no matter how much I fill it with things, it can't be satiated, it will only remain as it is.

It feels like falling in an abyss, staring at its depth, and no matter how long the time had passed, I couldn't see the light, I couldn't even foresee my doom when I'll hit something.

I can only assume that it will never end — and that's the cruelest of all.